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Silicone Is in the SandI sat on the sand and let the sun scorch my skin It's influence was left in an unpleasant shade of red I watched shaggy-haired men ride boards to the beach While beautiful plastic maniquins walked on bySilicone Is in the Sand
I told myself they were gorgeous But in reality I just loved their silicone I tried to trust in them and in their purity But knew intimacy was a phonecall and a few drinks a way So I didn't dare exchange words with them
Well, like those misplaced California boys Who in vain try to ride the Jersey shore I search perfect curveture, with perfect foam With unfaul
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Cocktails MolotovShe opened the refrigerator and took out a green bottle with a rag in it, and walked back up to the customers, my escort for the evening, Jasmine and myself. I watched as she placed the bottle on the tacky countertop. She was just as beautiful, perhaps, as this escort I had hired to be with me this evening.Cocktails Molotov
The waitress began, “Hi! My name is Shelly, and I’ll be your waitress tonight. Tonight the cocktails we serve are Molotov, and they are sure to burn you digestive tract, but they are also sure to bring you some fun, sir!” She winked at me. I now wanted to leave with both women in my arms, and if per usual I had my way, they wo
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AnticiperspirationIt's been months since I've heard your voice truthfully Besides small snipits and fractions of thoughts In reality, this phonecall is long overdue And im anxious yet composed, ready and reluctantAnticiperspiration
What will the telephone wires bring to my ears? A sense of relief? a sign of warning? Maybe it will rekindle a fire - of passion, or of hatred But i'm not scared at all, unusually
Whatever comes, I'm ready Or so I'd like to believe
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- Current Residence: New Jersey
- Interests: Writing, Film and Photography, Video Games, Guitar, Music, Cheez Doodles
- Favourite movie: Super Troopers
- Favourite band or musician: Coheed and Cambria
- Favourite genre of music: Indie, Hardcore, Grindcore, Emo, Rock, Post Hardcore, Ska, Punk, etc.
- Favourite poet or writer: John Clark / Pete Richter
- Operating System: Win 98
- MP3 player of choice: WinAMP
- Shell of choice: Fusion_AMPDeck
- Favourite game: Chrono Trigger
- Favourite gaming platform: SNES
- Personal Quote: cash
- Tools of the Trade: My brain, pens, paper, pencil, notepad
- Email: chrisiscliche@gmail.com
- AIM: chris is cliche
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'Doomed for a certain term to walk the night,
And for the day confined to fast in fires'
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The heart is a bloom.
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Pete and I attacked
and lost the story.
Oh, we promised them decisions-
the mass of youthful innocence.
And I read about the afterlife,
but I never really lived more than an hour.
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righteous
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[link] my website
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In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
yayyy i love them too
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In my thoughts I have seen
Rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who standing looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.
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